Hidden Assassin 소설 & 이야기

Wincing in pain, I had struggled to her feet and slapped her in retaliation. The realization hit him hard. Amanda wasn't just unkind. She was vicious and manipulative. Perhaps, that was her true colors all along. His hands trembled as he pulled out his phone, desperate to reach me. The phone slipped from his shaking grip and clattered to the floor. A mechanical voice rang out, "The subscriber you dialed is unavailable now." That was when he realized I had blocked him. He scrambled to retrieve the phone, his breath hitching as he tried messaging me instead, but only exclamation marks flashed on the screen.

“Someone leaked us.” Alex grabbed the kitchen drawer and yanked out the hidden safe beneath it. Inside sat a handgun Alicia hadn’t known he kept there. He checked the chamber automatically. Calm. Efficient. Terrifyingly practiced. Alicia stared at him. Alex noticed. “Later.” Another voice from the hallway: “Thermal confirms five occupants downstairs.” Reyes cursed softly. “They’ve got heat imaging.” The back door. They needed the back door now. Alex looked at Alicia. “Take Aiden and go with Zara.”

I shivered, and he chuckled. I shifted on my soles, desperately trying to avoid him, and how close we were standing. Instead, I took note of other things. Like the lift. Using the private access to the elevator meant he was definitely a big shot here. But I didn't have the chance to think much about the amount of money my one-night stand had, because the elevators opened to reveal a hallway. Again, I wasn't given the chance to admire wide open spaces, the golden amber marble on the floor, the decor that looked like it belonged in an interior magazine- and we were still in the fricking hallway- he gripped my hand, and stormed down the corridor, tugging me along.

The night air was cold as we approached the abandoned warehouse on the edge of pack territory. The place reeked of desperation. It had been used for shady dealings and covert meetings in the past. The kind of place where people thought they could get away with their dirty work. Tonight, it was the place we would catch a killer. Jake moved in front, the Alpha aura surrounding him like an unbreakable wall. His eyes scanned the shadows, every step measured and deliberate. I walked close behind him, my mind racing with everything we had uncovered.

He scaled the rocks with the precision of a ghost moving through the shadows like water. I watched from my private satellite feed , the high-resolution images flickering across my laptop like a cursed movie. He entered through the back—exactly as I planned. He was good. Ex-KGB. Disavowed and disillusioned. Just how I liked them. And he had been paid and tipped too because money wasn't the problem and I had gotten the best. Sarian appeared near the window, her silhouette etched against the soft island light. She looked peaceful, vulnerable and fucking . Maybe that was why Don Julio had loved her because he loves his women vulnerable and perfect.The assassin raised his silenced pistol took aim

I saw the way she staggered, the way her hand clutched the moonstone on her wrist like a lifeline. But she didn’t fall. She never fully broke. My wolf liked that and that made him dangerous. I leaned back in my chair and let the recording loop again. She moved like a predator. Every strike in the earlier footage was deliberate. Not street-learned. Not military. Professional. Lethal. Zero. The name that Hugo and Kelly had whispered in my ear like a curse. A ghost in the underground. An assassin without a face. A rumor most dismissed… until now.

We came just the two of us’ Connie felt colour draining from her face. Trish’s spontaneous actions made her want to scream. She was giving him too much information and now that the cat was out of the bag, how was she going to explain why Connie was hiding under the table when she had already lied that she was in the bathroom earlier. The door of the hallway that leads to the bathroom was across to where she was hiding and there was no way she was going to make it there without being dictated. Suddenly the upstairs door opened and Pete quickly signaled Trish to hide.

Sain ask instead of getting curious about the identity of the fourth son of Luscio Costello which is me. Yeah, everyone thought that I am a man. The only one who knew that I am a woman are those people I killed. Since I live in the shadow, I become the hidden weapon of Sintti Organization. I become the mysterious assassin who mercilessly killed my target. "Phoebus Romani's assassination was failed" "Tsk" Sain hissed. "Hand it over to Alcatraz" he immediately order.

He will be good police if only he is not an assassin. Since I don't think I'm going to get anything tonight, I'd better just go home and rest my mind. Tomorrow I will start gathering data again about that slippery assassin. Once I catch him it will be the greatest accomplishment I will feel in my life. Because Silent Assassin is one of a kind. He is like a famous wild herb that many people admire and desire but no one sees. If some people call him Silent Assassin others call him the Ghost Hero. Because he only kills evil people and he doesn’t show up just like a ghost. But for me, he is still a criminal who should be arrested. Because he shouldn’t be putting the law in his hands. So I have t

as her bastard daughter to help her prepare for war. I move around the room, packing satchels with hex bags, potions, powders, casting gems—everything she might need. That’s when she enters, speaking to her second-in-command. “Where did they find it?” she demands of Sybil. “In one of the underwater caves in Loch Ness. Hiding in the aura of the monster there.” The Red One cackles. “Clever. I suppose it’d have to be, to have survived this long.” She throws her hood back. Her beauty is sharp and cruel. Her white hair gleams like bone, and deep lines frame her twisted grin.